Walking the vineyard in A.M. Fall engrossing all steps. Color palate adjusted purposefully, for me, I have myself […]
Journalism
again: Why am I seeing these things now, so late, at THIRTY-FUCKING-FIVE? I have this urge now to […]
Writing like a journalist today, inspired from the Hemingway research I did for class, and a documentary I […]
Umbrellas up– though rain’s just a tap away– glasses out and bottles uncorked. Riveted. They all forget, the […]
Day start. Clouds and thinly iced air, not too harsh. Exit car, make walk to punch clock and […]
Quiet in this bottom floor hall. Prep’d for rough draft workshop but the stomach ache I had last […]
Computer slow this morning, 10/3, coffee cued and Jackie sits next to me on the couch. Yesterday was […]
Coffee, at home, finally. And now I have to put myself into some character that’ll push the story […]
Nothing slipshod. All measured. Take lunch early. Flex your pages’ intensity and gibbosity. I don’t care what I […]
That will be an experience, one writeable. The estate last night, so dark and threatening and everywhere, appearing […]